When We Were Mercs (Jake Muller x Reader)

When We Were Mercs (Jake Muller x reader) Pt13.

The blast hit us like a cyclone! Alarms and lights started going off, and all three of us were nearly thrown from our seats and out the door.

Jake: "I LOST CONTROL! I CAN'T STOP US FROM CRASHING!"

(Y/N): "WHAT DO WE DO!?"

JAKE: "I CAN TRY TO POINT US BACK TOWARDS THE RIVER! BUT THE ACTUAL IMPACT MIGHT FINISH US OFF ANYWAY!"

(Y/N): "IF THAT HAPPENS.....AT LEAST NO ONE ELSE WOULD GET HURT IF THERE'S ANYONE ELSE NEARBY!"
I grabbed Jake's hand and did what I could to help him point towards the water. After a few seconds we couldn't do anything else.

(Y/N): "THAT'S ALL WE CAN DO, C'MON!"
I kept hold of his hands and dragged him towards the back of the chopper where Alex was. There was only one seat left, Jake sat in it and pulled me into his lap, strapping both of us in.

JAKE: "HOLD ONTO ME! DON'T LET GO!"

(Y/N): "NO SHIT!?!"
We started dropping, lifting off the seat. I looked behind me at Alex, he was almost coming out of his seat. I leaned back and did my best to hold him down by an arm, I felt my blouse tear the rest of the way, but I didn't give any notice. We started spinning, rushing towards the water. I closed my eyes and expected to die.
-------------------------------Jake P.O.V.-------------------------------
I tightened the belt holding us in, pulling her as close to me as possible. I've been through some serious shit, but I never actually thought that I was gonna die before. What really is striking me right now, actually in a positive way, is (Y/N). Alex tried to kill her, AND me. But there she is, doing her best to keep him in his seat. She kept one hand on him, and an arm around my back. I pulled her against my chest with both arms. I need to keep her safe.

Jake: "I'M SORRY!"

(Y/N): "FOR WHAT?"

JAKE: "I SHOULD NEVER HAVE INVOLVED YOU IN THIS, I SHOULD'VE HAD ALEX TAKE YOU BACK. EVEN IF HE DID END UP TURNING ON US, MAYBE IF HE HAD TAKEN YOU NONE OF THIS WOULD'VE HAPPENED!"

(Y/N): "HEY, WHAT'RE PARTNERS FOR? I'M GONNA BE HERE WHEN YOU NEED ME, AS LONG AS YOU DO THE SAME FOR ME!"
No question about that. Something about her makes me feel very protec-
-------------------------------Your P.O.V.-------------------------------
We slammed into the water with so much force I thought for sure my neck was going to snap.
Jake still had me pulled against his chest. As soon as the worst of the impact passed, I let go of Alex and wrapped my arms around Jake.

(Y/N): "DON'T LET ME GO!"

Jake: "NOT A CHANCE!"
After that, everything faded to black.
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I woke up, I'm assuming a few minutes after we initially crashed. The cabin of the chopper was completely flooded, and both Jake AND Alex were out cold. I had to think fast, so I grabbed the knife I put in Jake's pocket. Or I tried to. It was gone, he must've dropped it. Time was running out for everyone. Then I thought to check Alex's pockets. I swung a leg on either side of Jake's lap and reached into over to Alex, digging in his pockets. I was running out of air when i found the knife. I had a plan, believe it or not: Cut both seat belts, tie Jake and Alex together and get them both out. But first I'd need air or I was gonna drown before anything. I cut the belt and went as fast as I could to the surface, taking in a deep breath as soon as I could.

(Y/N): "Jake."
I took a deep breath and dove back down, headed right for Jake. I pulled him out of his seat and passed as much air to him as I could. He woke up almost instantly. As mercenaries, we learn signals that only members of our particular platoon know, in case we need to communicate without talking. I gave him the signal to follow me, then to cut the belt. We each grabbed Alex by an arm and headed to the surface.

-------------------------------Jake P.O.V.-------------------------------
I helped her pull him towards dry land. We got him on his back and opened his vest (A/N: btw I never said it before, cuz I never found a good place to, but Alex is wearing: a blue long-sleeve shirt, dark jeans, black boots a brown vest and grey gloves...also hi *waves*. OK, and, we're back). He wasn't breathing.

(Y/N): "Shit!"
She got on top of him and started CPR.

(Y/N): "I'll keep going, check his leg, see what you can do."
Before anyone could do anything, a machine gun started firing from somewhere across the river.

Jake: "(Y/N), WE NEED TO GO!"

(Y/N): "I'm not leaving him!"

Jake: "We don't have a choice!"
He pulled my arm and dragged me into the jungle. I could hear a man with a Russian accent yelling as we ran.

Jake: "KEEP RUNNING!"

(Y/N): "Who the hell was-"

Jake: "Luca."

(Y/N): "THAT was Luca?"
We kept running until it felt like our lungs were gonna burst.

Jake: "I think....I think we lost him. IF he was chasing us."
Then I heard a branch snap behind us.

Luca: "Trust me, I was."